It’s absolutely ridiculous how I make time every single day to care for our virtual Webkinz pets, go on a gem hunt and take a spin on the Wheel of Wow. If none of this makes sense to you, then you can skip this whole post. (You’re not missing anything.) But if you’ve been sucked into the world of Webkinz, then perhaps you can relate to my desire to acquire Kinzcash every day and – at the very least – keep all six of our pets fed and happy.
Ridiculous.
What’s silly about it all is that I have real chores that need to be done. There is at least six months worth of stacked bills and insurance EOBs to file, an email inbox with at least 200 messages that could be sorted or deleted, and four Rubbermaid containers of loose photographs that need to be assigned to labeled photo boxes. I also have a book to design and edit, miles to run on the treadmill and children to raise.
But no, let’s not do anything productive in the real world. Instead let’s feed the imaginary animals in Internetland and play mindless games to buy them furniture and a flat screen TV for their virtual house. Or in Oren’s case, a wizard’s hat for her Halloween costume.
The boys have each caught me playing Webkinz without them, as recently as this evening when I was harping on them about it being bedtime and there I was scanning clearance items to outfit the new Rec Room I created for our animals. RIDICULOUS.
Jeremy is past thinking I’m cool and beyond wanting to play Webkinz alongside me. Now, when he sees me grab the laptop, he’ll roll his eyes and say to Jackson, “Come on, let’s go play Star Wars. Mom’s playing Webkinz again.”